When you concede the moving target in front of you
Darting from side to side it tells you what to do
It's those words you don't say twice
It's those thoughts they cut like knives
Only you can see the cruising starship in the blue hiding in our plain sight we haven't got a clue
It's those words you don't say twice
It's those thoughts they cut like knives
Counting up the seasons I've been waiting in this line